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"Yang Fan will be fine, right?"

Liu Yanyu looked up at the sky, her heart filled with anticipation. Tears also began to trickle down from the corners of her eyes.

"Brother Yang!"

Liu Shan let out a long breath, his face was full of guilt, "It's all our fault, Brother Yang!"

"It's all because I'm useless!"

Liu Shan clenched his fist and punched his face with all his might. A red blush instantly appeared on his face.

"What's the use of you beating yourself up now? The only thing we can do now is to become stronger and take revenge for him!"

Liu Ling Ling appeared to be calmer and tougher than anyone else, but the moment she turned around, tears quietly flowed down from the corners of her eyes.

"Everyone, what are you doing here?"

A familiar voice sounded from his mouth as the young man landed before him.

The four of them first looked at Yang Fan in shock, then Liu Yanyu quickly jumped into Yang Fan's embrace.

"Great, you're fine!"

Liu Shan looked at Yang Fan with both eyes, "Brother Yang, the Evil Emperor Sect didn't do anything to you, right?"

"What can they do to me?"

Yang Fan caressed Liu Yanyu's hair, his eyes looking at Liu Lingling who had a calm expression.

The tears in the corner of his eyes were clearly seen, and Yang Fan also felt a little guilty.

At night!

In a few days, it would be the recruitment time for students in the bazaar near the Jia Nan Academy. Thus, the bazaar was extremely lively, every place was guarded by the patrols of the Jia Nan Academy.

Much safer than other places.

Yang Fan gave the Healing Pills to them, after going through the Evil Emperor Sect's ordeal, he wanted them to get closer to him.

Yang Fan was gradually recognized by them. No matter how strong he was, he could still become a friend without any worries.

"Look, look, that person is so handsome!"

"Keep your voice down. Can't you see the uniform of Jia Nan Academy?"

The hundred meter tall wall of the Jia Nan Academy's outer court was constructed with high grade black gold. Even the full strength of an elite Dou Zong could not damage even a centimeter of the wall.

Dozens of disciples stood still. The white jade platform in front of them was for the next test.

As long as one stood on it, one would be able to see the person's age, cultivation, and talent rank.

It was past noon.

There was already a sea of people outside. It looked like the allure of Jia Nan Academy was indeed extraordinary.

"Brother, do you think we can pass?"

"I'm not sure!"

Yang Fan looked at those students, and every one of them had an incomparably proud look on their face, displaying the arrogance in their bones.0

"It's starting!"

A girl wearing a blue and white striped dress stood out. Unlike the other students, this woman's face was cold and elegant.

"Stand on the jade platform in succession. Reaching [A] class talent rank means you have passed!"

The first person had already stood up, and a line of small words immediately appeared on the jade platform.

"Age 20, Seven Star Dou Shi, Talent B."

"Not qualified, next!"

"Age 19, six star Da Dou Shi, Talent B."

"Not qualified, next!"

The ten people in a row were all unqualified, and the indifferent woman was clearly disappointed.

The students behind him also revealed a disdainful expression, as if they were looking down on these newcomers.

"Damn, why are all the people this year so bad!"

"Who knows?"

"After all, we don't understand the world of the weak!"

"Quiet!"

Under the cold woman's scolding, the few students behind her immediately fell into silence.

"Age 18, stage seven star Da Dou Shi, talent A!"

"Qualified!"

Looking at the young girl on the jade platform, the cold lady nodded her head silently.

It was already noon, and there was a sea of people, leaving only Yang Fan and a few other men behind.

In that morning's exam, only eighty-seven people passed, while the rest left with dejected faces.

It seemed that the girl was not satisfied with her result!

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